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Apr 2018
dancing in the midnight rain,
i'm heading right down lover's lane,
and i can't help smiling,

while our lungs may die,
our body grows old,
and we start to retire,

we'll dance in the midnight rain,
heading to the end of lover's lane
kind of a happy poem for once ^^
spiral-whirl
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spiral-whirl  Cisgender Female/my broken mind
(Cisgender Female/my broken mind)   
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